Tied Down To This Bed Of Shame

Dylin killed himself. He was on acid one night, at a party.
He jumped off the roof into the pool.
They were all so drunk and high that they thought it was funny when the water turned red and he didn’t come up.
I don't want to drink anymore, it makes me feel happier though, now I understand how dad was.

They have convicted three of the people at the party; I don’t miss him at all.
I feel kind of guilty.
I had sex with his best friend at the funeral in the closet, we both just wanted to feel loved.